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Lambs to the slaughter (c) Rick Goggin 2003
V1
The sun begins to rise,
dirty in the east.
Across the burning sand,
is the lair of the beast.
We will give our lives.
It's our price to pay.
So sharpen up your knives,
It comes, the judgement day.
ch1
When the morning comes,
we begin to ride.
Out to slay the beast,
feeling justified.
Is it the final feast,
That feeds our sons and daughters?
Like lambs to the slaughter.
V2
If we go alone,
what then have we lost?
What price can we pay?
Can we bear the cost?
If you kill the man,
you may gain the spoils,
but mixing blood and sand,
doesn't buy you oil.
Ch2
When the morning comes,
we begin to ride.
Out to slay the beast,
a belly full of pride.
We will feel the heat,
but burning oil is hotter.
Like lambs to the slaughter.
V3
Can we bear the truth?
Do we live a lie?
How much can you see,
through burkha covered eyes?
When all comes to light,
who will be condemned?
Are we in the in right,
or are we just like them?
Ch3
When the morning comes,
we begin to ride.
Out to slay the beast,
freedom crucified.
Is this the way to peace?
Will there be no Quarter,
for lambs to the slaughter?
